schmisse | ❄️ prismatica

[ Weiss is usually good at multi-tasking, but Cloud capturing her lips is enough to throw her momentum out the window. Her hand that's touching him slows down in speed, following a less stable rhythm. She hasn't let go though, but she does kiss back just as hungrily as he is. If Cloud hasn't understood that Weiss wants more out of this too, then he'll probably get the hint now.

She should be mad, but she's completely forgotten why already. When this is over, she'll remember it and get mad at him again, but for now, it's probably best to enjoy what they have without thinking about an enemy and a failure of a mother.

Weiss slows down at some point and eventually gives up on pumping him. Instead, she breaks the kiss but only for a second or two just to say what she wants. She's the one who can't take it anymore first. Even though it's the Sanguis moon that's up, her own panties have gotten just as wet as her entrance. She needs him. Now. ]

Help me.

[ The rest should probably be self explanatory, because she kisses him back but lifts her ass a little. Her hands are on him for balance, but she wants him to be the one to undress her. Or at least, take off her panties because she doesn't really care about getting naked at this point. ]

[ Akin to those same fleeting fantasies that ran laps in his head, the rest of the world around him begins to fade away. The fact that they were on a completely different planet, in an apartment in Middle Lunatia, summoned as those blessed by the three moons to restore the world... None of it registers in his mind. Cloud can't give a damn about any of that- just the huntress lifting her ass in his lap. The Sanguis moon beats down heavier than before, taking advantage of his Chroma starved state and ramping his bestial urges to the umpteenth degree.

There's not a single ounce of fight left in him. Weiss may have 'broke' first, but he was right behind her, his hands practically shoving up the frilly layers of her skirt. Content as he would have been with her stroking him, asking him what he liked, beckoning him to be a little more honest, neither one needed anymore foreplay. His dick is glistening from her handiwork- long, thick and swollen with sheer desire. ]

Y-Yeah...

[ Reaching up, he hooks his fingers beneath the sides of her panties, tugging them down her hips and sliding them down her thighs. He's sensitive to heat when the Sanguis moon is out, but his lupine sense of smell immediately hones in on the scent of her sex. He can't see beneath her skirt, but he can already envision just how hot and wet she was for him. It's enough to make his cock visibly twitch, bobbing harder to stay upright between her legs as he helps her pull the flimsier fabric down one of her legs. ]

God, Weiss, I...

[ With that obstacle out of the way, Cloud's hands rise up the backs of her thighs, coaxing her to sit herself back down in his lap again. It's clear as day in those lust-laden eyes of his, heated sighs slowly passing his lips. He's a horny mess of a man, surrendering himself to her completely. ]

[ Weiss did say "help me", so she moves her legs as needed when her panties are being slid down. In fact, at the tail end of it, the kicks it off and lets it drop to the floor. Does she care about being clean? Of course she does, but right now, with all the Chroma flowing in her, she cares more about getting more.

With that out of the way, she positions herself so that she's comfortable on her knees. She intends to lower herself soon, but she wants him to continue what he's trying to say. He can touch her all he wants right now. Her hands go up to his cheeks, holding his face as she looks into his eyes. She knows what he wants; she wants it too, but whatever this is, she doesn't want it to be solely about sex. ]

Yes?

[ And that better not be a confession, mister. ]

[ Cloud was prepared to completely succumb to his moon's desires when his breath softly hitches when her hands move to his cheeks. Their eyes meet, and it feels like the wind's been driven from his lungs. Or that he's forgotten how to breath, he's captivated by her. Not that he needed a reminder, but it's like seeing her again for the first time. So riled up, enthralled and addicted... it wasn't the same as saying it aloud right? This was okay...right? To let those thoughts flow, and how he really feels? What did attract him to her?

He wasn't really sure what he was going to say when his voice trailed off like that. It becomes even harder to pin everything down to simple words. What can he say in the moment that wasn't spoken louder through their actions? That he loves her eyes. Or how she sees things through her way. Her voice being the reason why he chose to stay at the party that night beneath Iris' light... There really is a lot he could tell her. But above all else, he can't get enough of the way she holds him. The only tension left in his body by this point is that sweltering heat standing between his legs. ]

I'm glad you're here.

[ He doesn't fully realize he's repeated verbatim what Weiss told him that day, when he helped her in the dressing room. As he says this, his hands ride up the back of her thighs until they're on her bare ass, squeezing more fervently. ]

[ Admittedly, Weiss is only here because she was worried. He said he needed Chroma, so she decided to help. She could have said no. Cloud probably knows other people he could moonlace with. It was her decision to come here, looking back at it all. And she's glad she did. She wouldn't have heard what happened otherwise, and she wouldn't have another reason to hate Raven Branwen, otherwise. These are clearly all good things.

She looks away at what he says, eyes wide. If her cheeks could get any pinker, they would right now. ]

I'll help if you need and when you need it, but I'm never going to let you touch me again if you do something stupid a second time.

[ Whether it's fight Raven again or get stabbed or something! She doesn't know. But he really did worry her after hearing Raven's name. Part of her wants to say that she's glad she's here too, because she doesn't want an enemy anywhere near the people she cares about.

Her eyes meet Cloud's again before they dart away to the side. Her arms wrap around his neck as she lowers herself. A soft gasp escapes her lips when she feels his cock by her entrance. It makes her stop and she takes a deep breath before lowering herself slowly. Despite the resistance her body gives, it makes way for Cloud's cock to enter. Everything feels hot suddenly, and she lets out a whimper all the while burying her face on the crook of his neck. ]

[ The answer Cloud would have for her if the question ever arose might have come as a surprise. It's true that there were others he could have moonlaced with. He could have accepted something as intimate as cuddling or satiating the need for Chroma with others. Hell, his roommate was one of the thirstiest people imaginable; all Cloud had to do was put up with her trash talk and teasing (not that he had any interest in letting her touch him this way.) Yet that's just it.

There's a distinct difference between what he could have done...and what he wanted. And in his maddened, crimson moon-driven condition, he wants her. Just Weiss.

When she blushes harder at what he says, her response is met with a briefly innocent blinking of his own blue eyes. He doesn't say anything more, his expression softening into something more apologetic as he just about smiles again. But that's short-lived, a soft gasp from Weiss coupled with the tip of his cock rubbing against her entrance granting her a low groan. His hands are still on her backside when she lowers herself down upon him. And she sinks on him, inch by inch. Even with how wet the two of them were, her pussy feels incredibly hot and tight around his cock. Sparks run up the length of his spine as Chroma overwhelms him in euphoric waves.

The tips of his clawed nails dig into her shapely ass, his patience beneath Sanguis' light at its limit. While Weiss whimpers against the crook of his neck, she'd no doubt be able to feel and hear that rumble in his throat as he growls. His hands help lift her hips up, dragging the length of his girth before dropping her down on him again. And again. And again until Cloud has her beginning to lightly bounce in his lap as she rides his cock. ]

[ Being the one on top now, it feels different. And when Cloud moves her hips upwards and then back down without so much as a warning? The difference that Weiss feels is so evident. It feels like he's hitting deeper like this. While Weiss doesn't constantly think about what happened months ago when they were together, she does think about how it felt. Comparing then to now, both felt good, this is just... different.

Maybe she shouldn't be comparing in the first place. ]

Cloud, I—

[ Then he does it again, and what leaves her lips is a loud mewl. She clings onto him as he leads her, because the feeling is almost unbearable. It feels so good, and even though Weiss wants to go slow, Cloud taking the lead and dragging her down on him is making her crazy. It's what she wants to tell him. She's not ready for something fast-paced, but the words can't leave her mouth because other incoherent sounds do, instead. And rather than continue to fight it, she follows what he's done, what he wants. ]

[ Moonlacing was a necessity, he would tell himself as he followed in the huntress' footsteps and own mantra. But the feeling of holding Weiss in his arms, or being the one to get held to her chest when his wellbeing was threatened... None of it was needed. The way his hands possessively slide up from her ass to grip her hips more firmly wasn't just because the blood-red moon made him. Chroma was needed- a source plentiful if one knew where to look. Everything all shared one thing in common. What could so easily be a necessity to make it through the day...was all replaced by a want instead.

He wants to hold her in his arms. He wants her hands to play through soft golden strands of hair. He wants to clutch her hips tight and let her cling to him as her voice lifts in octaves. ]

Ah...?

[ His name, let alone the trail of her voice barely registers in his ears over the sound of her moans and skin clapping against skin every time she'd drop the length of his cock. It's hard to go too fast in this position with the way she's holding him, but with how light she feels in his arms, Cloud nearly forgets himself and his own strength. With his feet planted firmly on the ground where they sit at the bed's edge, a curse softly escapes his lips as his hips suddenly bounce in time with the pace she's riding him. Balancing easily enough, he faintly arches back with her against him, this time actually thrusting up instead of just guiding her body. Something that has him driving even deeper...

Until he's striking and grinding against that core deep inside of her, over and over again when she drops into his lap. Harder. Faster as his cock heavily throbs, more frequently as he pounds into her. ]

W-Weiss...! [ He keeps this up for another moment until, with an incoherent groan of his own, his eyes clench shut as he drops her fully on his cock, letting her hips grind and rock against his as he stirs her deep. Even when he wasn't thrusting, it felt too good to put into words, a hand slipping to her ass again while he reaches up her front to cup one of her clothed breasts, caressing her against him. ] Haa...haa...

Ah-

[ Weiss wishes she could say actual words, but there's nothing left in her right now beyond feeling good. Her legs feel like jelly and her brain is so focused on what's going on that there's no fight left in her. Cloud wants Weiss? Well, he's got her. She's all for the taking again and again and again— ]

I can't- I can't take it—

[ That's not an actual objection but what else is she supposed to say adjfskgls everything feels so good. Cloud's cock feels so good. The lewd noises their bodies are making from how wet she is and the slapping of her thighs against his lap doesn't even bother her. If anything, she wants him to continue, to drive her crazy with need, for him to get what he wants because everything is just far too much. ]

[ It was a fleeting reprieve at best- so overwhelmed with euphoric waves that he had to catch his breath. It feels like his entire body was on fire, aching oh so good while she pleads him to continue. There's nothing more he wants than to just watch her face in the throes of ecstasy. To flip her over and drill her without relent into the mattress. Really make that headboard rock and bump the wall. He doesn't care what the end looks like, as long as he was doing it with her. ]

Here- [ a short grunt as he raises up on the balls of his feet. ] On the bed.

[ Technically they were on the bed, mind it's just the edge of it. But it's the only thing he can think to say and warn her of before he's laying back on the mattress with Weiss atop of him. Whether she's clinging to him or bracing herself, Cloud felt he could get better leverage and control of his hips in this position. This time when he starts up again, his hands hold her by the waist as he bucks up inside of her. It's like a chain reaction, the first bounce setting him off when she comes sliding down his dick, so wet and hard between his precum and her pussy. There's no stopping- not when it feels so good as he builds and builds. First with long, hard strokes as she rides the length of his cock.

Then he goes faster. To the point that his hips are like a piston, the sound of her ass slapping down against his hips more rapid than before as he can't fight the moan that escapes him. Cloud's hisses through his before sighing again, another low curse of "fuck" and her name as his senses are in overdrive. ]

[ Overwhelming. That's the word. Weiss definitely feels overwhelmed to the point that all she wants to do is lay there and let Cloud continue.

At first, she tries to move as well. When Cloud lowers himself so he's properly in the bed, she pulls away, arms unwrapping themselves and moving so her hands can rest on his chest. It helps her balance, especially when he holds her in place and moves his hips, driving his cock in her over and over, hitting her core over and over, making her whimpers louder and louder. It becomes too overwhelming that one hand slowly clenches itself, fingers scratching his skin, leaving light red marks where her nails have trailed.

There's nothing else filling the room beyond the lewd sounds they're making, but Weiss tries to keep things soft. She's still aware there's somebody else in the other room, and she doesn't want any attention on them. That's too embarrassing. ]

[ He feels his pec tighten a little when her nails dig across the taut skin, his back arching in response. He doesn't even flinch, too wrapped up in how incredibly raw this session was becoming. It's not that he enjoys pain, but his heart is racing wildly in his chest, the drag of her nails pushing even more Chroma into him. It's addictive. She's addictive. With nothing beneath her skirt after yanking her panties away earlier, his hands were free to slide under the fabric of her dress.

With Weiss keeping her balance with her hands upon his chest, he firmly squeezes her ass again. Every part of her was damn near impossible to give up, the tips of his claw like nails lightly digging into her soft behind. Hard enough to leave his own faint red marks as he looks up at Weiss riding him. His eyes are drawn to her chest, the force and pace of his thrusts making her breasts shake beneath the bust of her outfit. It's enough to make him want to strip the rest of her clothes off already and keep going, but they're riding this momentum together.

Whenever Cloud feels a familiar tension and heat building in the pit of his stomach, his thrusts slow for half a moment, seating her nearly on the entire length of his cock, visibly and heavily throbbing deep inside her as he bumps her core. ]

Weiss-

[ His nails dig into her ass, and he stokes the flames between them to burn hotter as the mattress begins shaking beneath the two. Cloud wasn't going to stop until they were both satisfied. And with the Sanguis moon driving his sex drive through the roof after being so starved of Chroma, there's a good chance he wasn't planning on stopping whenever she came either. His face is so flush, lips parted as he's starting to pant heavier. ]

Cloud! It hurts a little!

[ In fact, when his nails dig a little too deep that the pricking feeling makes the hair on her skin go up, she digs her nails on him a little too hard in retaliation. Does she stop moving, though? No. Whatever Cloud is doing with his hips, she's moving along with. This isn't enough to distract her from the goal here—just enough for her to tell him what she doesn't want him to do. And she's definitely going to give him an earful of he doesn't stop. Touching is fine. Very fine. Hurting her is not.

Once she's made half moons on his chest, she does stop. She doesn't bother to look at what she's made, only sure that he's gotten the point. Weiss can't exactly give him a dirty look, because whatever she would try to make will end up being contorted thanks to the pleasure. ]

[ Just when it feels like that pleasure was about to reach its peak, it only continues to climb. Higher and higher as his body feels like it's on the verge of burning up. His mind is on the verge of going blank as he chases this frantic pace, the grip on her tightening possessively so. To the point where those nails of his start digging against her. It's on the brink of something outright bestial, a growl threatening to rumble in his throat as he takes...and takes, and takes until-

"It hurts-!" ]

!

[ It's not even her nails digging into his chest, leaving sharp tingles where the half moons remain. It was two simple words that break through and tear down the walls around his maddened mind. Cloud was fortunate- very fortunate that his claws didn't actually scratch her skin, so smooth beneath his larger hands. And his face, once contorted in such a heated state of euphoria and raw desire, ebbs away with Weiss in his lap. Despite how flush his face was, his face runs hotter with shame. He was hurting her... The last thing he wanted to do, and something he could have sworn he had under better control beneath Sanguis' influence.

At the same time, he's never let himself get so wrapped up with somebody before, to the point that he just about went mindless in pleasure. ]

Sorry...

[ He's stopped. Cloud's hands were no longer clutching against her backside either, instead resting over her thighs. As he looks up to Weiss, he half frowns, wolf ears flattened against his head with guilt. ]

I've...never had it this bad during Sanguis before.

Don't stop.

[ She said it hurts, but she didn't want him to stop. There's still something in her that needs release, and she's pretty sure he'd want to finish, too. So after she makes that request, she kisses him on the cheek before it's her who moves first, moving her hips forward and back as if to remind him of the matter at hand. ]

Just don't be too rough. I'll be okay.

[ In fact, whatever scratch marks Cloud's left will end up disappearing later on with the help of her Aura. ]

[ As Weiss leans down to kiss him on the cheek, he blinks with a flicker of surprise at the affectionate little gesture. Of course he doesn't want this to stop. He has a feeling that even by now, he could slowly accrue Chroma again at a safe level. While that was the primary point as to why she was here, to help him, that very quickly became an afterthought the longer they spent together. Cloud didn't want this to end just when his Chroma levels were normal again.

He wants this to end when they both wanted it to end. Emboldened by her, he finds his voice again as one of his hands trails up the small of her back. Besides her panties, Weiss was still completely clothed. Though the two of them had come so far already that stripping her down now would have set back the mood. Then, ]

Still wanna make it up to you, [ he says softly, rolling his hips in time with hers moving forward and back. The friction is slow again, but that lets him feel every part of her- hot, wet yet so tight. For every movement of her hips back, he softly thrusts up to get deeper. With Weiss leaning down over him, Cloud decides to pick up right where he left off. Without the rough edge that nearly sent him into a bestial fury. ]

If you'll let me. [ That's the perk of moonlacing, wasn't it? Whether it was mutual, giving or receiving, Chroma was shared. Propping his feet on the mattress, the new leverage has him working his hips at a quicker pace again. If he so wanted to, he really could go back to that mindless state Sanguis nearly demanded of him. But he doesn't. He refuses to let it slip again. Not around Weiss. With an arm around her waist and the other wrapped just above her ass, he holds her against him as another wave of lewd sounds fills the room as he lowly groans. ]

You— [ "have a lot of making up to do," she'd continue, but the words can't—won't leave her mouth. When Cloud starts moving again, a hot puff of air akin to a moan replaces the rest of her sentence. She doesn't mean just Chroma this time, but also because he made her worry. She thinks he's friends with Raven; it's not something she's going to reject, because it's not like he's her boyfriend or whatever. She doesn't own him, but she'd definitely discourage him from getting too close to Raven. That woman can't be trusted.

But that's a talk they can have later on. She's the last person wants to think about right now. Especially with the way she's moving, following a rhythm that only she and Cloud are familiar with. This sort of pace is just fine, and if it speeds up, that's also good. What she just doesn't want is to get hurt in the midst of all this.

When it does speed up, when she can feel something hitting her core with a little bit more pressure than before, her back arches just a little. Definitely, definitely don't stop, Cloud. This is how you make it up to her. ]

[ A part of him feels guilty that she's still mostly clothed like this. From the bottom of his vision, he can see her perky breasts give a light bounce beneath the bust of her dress- accentuated by their intensifying rhythm. It's not blindingly fast or frantic anymore, especially when he feels himself bumping that back wall with more pressure. Again, and again, and again as his own back lightly arches.

As he looks up at Weiss, his face flushes hotter at the temptation to kiss her again, but instead he continues to drill deep into her. Too turned on to look away shyly, he tries to catch his breath between gasps and hot sighs of approval. It's getting intense, in a different way from before. Anytime he thinks of saying anything, whether it's about how hot she feels, warning if she tightened too much, it's just the same as her. The words won't leave his mouth, instead coming off deeply heated moans. She feels good. She makes him feel really damn good.

His heart is beating faster, his cock was throbbing hotter and heavier with each deep thrust as a familiar heat and tension builds in his loins again. ]

Say something if you're, ah— close.

[ Because she is, and she would say something, regardless. She just doesn't want him to finish inside of her, or on her clothes. This is her only dress, Cloud... She's not going back to her apartment with a cum-stained dress. . .

Her words, even though she didn't mean for them to be, come out soft like a whisper. And as soon as they're out, she stops thinking again, more concentrating on the feeling of something inside her throbbing. It's Cloud, and it feels really good. Good enough that she moves her hips in time with his. She wants to feel more of him, to feel fuller somehow because of him, so much so that those soft gasps get louder and louder each time his cock hits something like a button that sends shivers down her spine. ]

Ah, yeah... You too.

[ Gods that should not have been so hard to say. But it was, panting beneath her the way he was as he dares to go just a little bit faster. All it takes is one mental stop for him to not clutch her tighter, to find that delicate balance as their pleasure climbs higher and higher. This is something he can do for her. It wasn't about treating her delicately either. Nothing drove him crazier right now than the thought of making her come, finding his own release, and letting that heat continue to build. But he wouldn't hurt her again.

He wants to make her feel good too, enough so that he'd steel himself for as long as it took. Hold out despite how sensual her whisper sounds in his ear. The fact that Weiss' hips are moving in time with his gives more of that fullness she's been looking for. His cock swells inside her, the broad tip pressing firmly against that core. For a moment, it just stays there, grinding as his hips roll deeper against hers. ]

Mn- [ If Weiss was looking to feel even fuller, finishing inside of her could have done the trick, the prospect of the same hot load he'd covered her in the first time filling her... The thought flashes through his brain as her gasps grow louder, his dick giving another hard pulse inside her as he starts to thrust again, pounding her deeply with each long stroke. ]

C'mon...

[ Was it Moonlacing that left him feeling so in tune with her? His voice is like velvet on the tongue, a hushed desire as he can tell she's getting as close as he was. ]

[ The feeling welling up in her is addictive and becoming increasingly more overwhelming. And as it does, Cloud's cock feels a lot bigger, or perhaps it's because her walls tighten a little. When she feels like she can't take it anymore and when her toes have curled, she stops both to catch her breath and to reach for Cloud's left hand. Whether or not he's actually left-handed or not, with it being Weiss' dominant hand, she takes his. Her free hand lifts her skirt, exposing more of herself to him, and she guides his hand to take hold of her inner thigh. ]

Cloud, touch me, please.

[ She's almost there. She just needs one last push.

(What happened to helping him?) ]

[ When Weiss' hips stop, his own thrusts gradually slow until she's almost seated fully on his cock. They're already deep into the thick of things, chasing that blissful climax at the top. So when she stops, he takes a second to gulp some air as well. The blond assumes that between catching her breath and how intense things were getting, Weiss wanted to make this last a little longer. Nothing was wrong this time, though the curiosity in his lust-hazed blues was clear enough until she reached for his hand.

Gods, it was so tempting to keep moving with her sitting in his lap like this. To drive himself up into her and watch her bounce up and own his cock. But he waits patiently, breath hitching softly when she lifts her skirt and exposes herself to his gaze. Her tight entrance was practically clinging to his thick length, whatever wasn't buried inside of her glistening wet from their collective work. It's...a really hot sight. Hotter than he ever thought it'd be to see her taking the initiative like this. He swallows another bump in his throat as his face flushes hotter with crimson.

His hand's on her inner thigh now, guided there as her words implore him to touch her. She's already driving his Sanguis senses wild enough as is! With Weiss having lifted her skirt for him, the heated scent of her sex threatens to void his mind again. It's so good. So addicting, and his cock gives another visible throb inside of her in response while his fingers slide further up the inside of her thigh. ]

Like that?

[ It's not too difficult from this angle, his wrist turning against her lower stomach when his index and middle fingers rub over the spot just above where his cock was stretching her pussy. At the same time, he slowly begins rolling his hips beneath her, stirring her as he aims his focus on touching her. Pleasing her and trying to overstimulate her.

Between the hand rubbing at her clit, his cock bumping and grinding her so deep and his free hand squeezing her ass, Cloud's turned all his attention to this one moment for her. ]

Like that— [ Her response is rushed now, because both her words and a mewl race to leave her throat. Her hands bring up her skirt a little more, bunching it up close to her stomach as she rolls her hips and follows his touch. God, it feels so good like this, and the Chroma is dizzying.

The thought of being so desperate for release would embarrass her on any given day, but now, she rides him and lets him pleasure her, she couldn't care less. He wasn't making her feel bad and she knows he would never make fun of her for what she's doing now. She trusts him, that's why she can act like this and it's okay.

Her inner walls tighten all the more, clinging onto Cloud's cock when she rolls back and forth, following the rhythm he's set. With her eyes closed, she can't really tell how Cloud looks or how he's looking at her. She's lost in this pleasurable haze, and she's very sure she only wants it to end when he says so. ]

More, ah- Cloud— [ She doesn't even know what she wants more of. Everything, most likely. She wants more of everything. ]

[ It's all the affirmation he needs, even when tapered between faded words and a mewl. Seeing her let loose and enjoy herself as much as she did was another thought that'd be difficult to get out of his head. The way she clutches the front of her skirt against her stomach as she continues to ride him was icing on the cake too. Pacing themselves the way they have this time only prolonged the flow of Chroma between them. What's dizzying for Weiss feels just as satisfying for Cloud underneath her. Running on trickles to having so much course through him in enticing waves felt like a high.

A high that he didn't want to get down from as he felt those telltale pulses growing stronger. His lower abdomen flexes as he feels his muscles tense and tighten with anticipation. If he were on top of her her, laying at her side or perhaps nestled between her legs, he could afford to close his eyes. But he's too turned on to look away now, tempting as it was to just throw his head back and surrender. ]

Ah- Weiss...! If you keep tightening like that— [ His back arches beneath her, which has the added movement of his hips thrusting up more inside her. This time he's not forcing her hips up and down his cock in long strokes, bouncing her lightly in his lap as the majority of his girth stayed buried deep. He throbs quicker than before, bumping and nudging her core over and over again. His fingers work her clit faster as the blond does his damnest to watch her on top of him. He's getting close, but he wants to see this- to feel her coming hard on his cock. If she wants more? He'll give her more. ]

Edited (minor fix y'didn't see that shh) 2019-11-10 09:24 (UTC)

[ Cloud!! It's not like she's doing it on purpose! And she stops moving, panting as if she's run a marathon. She can barely feel her arms, and her hands are shaking when she tries to look for a part of him to hold onto for purchase. Her eyesight's been taken from her, at least, part of it, and it's all Cloud's fault.

She can't see shapes now, just colours, and if she hadn't been so focused on Cloud earlier, she wouldn't know who the yellow blur is beneath her. That's it - she's reached her peak, and she's unable to say anything about it. She just wants to lay down now, actually. Of course, she can't exactly do that when Cloud isn't finished yet. . .

So she closes her eyes again, and she feels like her world is spinning when she starts moving her hips again, coaxing him to continue so he can join her in the afterglow. And in the midst of it? She's completely forgotten that she has preferences as to where Cloud would finish. So much for the fuss she made the last time... ]

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